Inside the sword tomb, broken swords stood in great numbers, the sword energy was like a rainbow.
Thinking that the treasure that appeared this time was a sword treasure, Fang Chen suspected that the treasure that the people of the outside world were fighting for was here.
"Master, an ancient god powerhouse came here before."
The Mysterious Heaven Cone Nail said. It was a native of Dark Cave Mountain, so it was more familiar with the situation here.
"I'm not sure which ancient god it was, but I can feel the ancient god's aura."
The Mysterious Heaven Cone Nail said in a deep voice, "Every broken sword has the ancient god's aura. It seems that the news back then was true."
"What news?"
"Rumor has it that there was an ancient god powerhouse who cultivated in Dao-Seeking Mountain.
He was a powerful sword cultivator who pursued the peak of the sword path all his life. The people he killed were all ambitious and ruthless characters. "
"Since he was weak, every time he killed an ambitious and ruthless opponent, he would take the opponent's sword.
Over time, when he reached the peak of the sword path and became an ancient god, he felt the loneliness of the sword path.
He lived in seclusion in Dao-Seeking Mountain and placed all the swords he took here. "
That was the origin of the sword tomb.
"But, why are they all broken swords?" Fang Chen was puzzled.
"Because that Ancient God expert believed that the masters of these swords had all been defeated by him, so he personally broke each of the swords. In the end, he used some heaven-defying method to gather Heavenly Dao energy and nourish these broken swords."
The Mysterious Heaven Cone Nail said, "This sword tomb should be the source of the sword path treasure's emergence this time."
Fang Chen's heart trembled. Every broken sword was tainted with the ancient god's aura.
Moreover, they had been nurtured by the power of the Heavenly Path for countless years.
He carelessly stroked a broken sword beside him. Suddenly, a violent force erupted from the broken sword and attacked Fang Chen's body.
His body staggered a little. He took a few steps back and barely steadied himself.
In his mind, a magnificent scene appeared. Two peerless swordsmen were fighting.
It was earth-shattering and earth-shattering. In the end, a hazy figure with a sword in hand looked down on the world. He defeated his opponent and took away his sword.
"This is …"
Fang Chen frowned and fell into deep thought.
He took a few steps forward and casually stroked another broken sword.
Just like before, the same scene appeared in his mind. However, the battle this time was not as intense as the one he had seen before.
Then, Fang Chen tested it again.
Finally, he came to a conclusion.
Those small and weak scenes should be the opponents that the Ancient God expert defeated when he was young.
His gaze was somewhat fearful as he looked at the broken swords in the center of the sword mound.
His scalp went numb from fear.
"Those broken swords were at least left behind by a Profound God Realm expert, right?"
The stronger the owner of the broken sword, the more powerful the broken sword would be.
Rumble!
A deafening sound resounded through the sky.
Suddenly, a voice that seemed to have existed since ancient times appeared in Fang Chen's mind.
"What is Sword Dao?"
Fang Chen remained silent and looked around.
"What is Sword Dao?"
The voice echoed once again.
Fang Chen still did not answer. Instead, he calmly looked around.
"Hmph, you can't even answer what Sword Dao is, yet you dare to step into this place?"
This voice was clearly somewhat displeased. Fang Chen felt a berserk force pressing against his body.
The countless broken swords in the sword mound swayed as if trying to expel him.
"Everyone's Sword Dao is different.
You ask me what Sword Dao is?
How can I answer?
How could my Sword Dao be the same as your Sword Dao?
Your question is very idiotic. "
Fang Chen was somewhat speechless, his brain cramping as he bluntly replied.
After saying this, he somewhat regretted it.
This voice was very likely left behind by an Ancient God expert.
The dignity of an Ancient God was not to be blasphemed. If his words angered an Ancient God, he would undoubtedly die.
However, the force pressing against him suddenly stopped, and the sword mound returned to its calm state.
The air was heavy and the silence was frightening.
After a long while, laughter could be heard.
"Everyone's Sword Dao is different. Hahaha, well said."
The voice said with a smile.
"Little fellow, you're rather interesting."
The illusory voice sounded again. "In the past, many Sword Dao geniuses came to me and I asked them the same question. Their answers were all different, but no one was as bold as you."
At this point, the illusory voice changed the topic and said coldly, "Hmph, what are they?
They're just a bunch of inexperienced Sword Dao beginners. What qualifications do they have to comment on Sword Dao?
What qualifications do they have to represent Sword Dao? "
"What qualifications do they have to talk about Sword Dao in front of me?
What's laughable is that everyone is full of confidence in their Sword Dao, but they ignore the most fundamental thing. "
The illusory voice said coldly.
Fang Chen froze for a moment. If he were to say the Sword Dao in his heart, wouldn't he be like those people before him?
"Every sword cultivator who answered incorrectly was killed by me."
Ancient God experts were temperamental, and Fang Chen had experienced it firsthand.
They only answered one question, and you killed them.
Thinking of this, he felt a burst of fear. Fortunately, he had been impulsive and said what he wanted to say.
Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"But you're different. Your understanding of Sword Dao is many times stronger than those people.
Although you're still very weak now, I think you're a true sword cultivator. "
The illusory voice praised Fang Chen.
Fang Chen stood in the Sword Tomb, motionless and listening seriously.
"I've roamed the chaotic void and have never been defeated. Although I stand at the peak of Sword Dao, I feel lonely and lonely.
Every once in a while, I'll release a trace of the aura of the inheritance treasures I left behind to attract some geniuses to come here and choose. Unfortunately, no one can satisfy me. "
Fang Chen curled his lips. The 'once in a while' you're talking about is tens of billions of years in the eyes of the outside world.
However, what was this little bit of time to an Ancient God expert?
It was just a snap of a finger.
"I deliberately left those water monsters outside the Dao Seeking Mountain to obstruct you," the illusory voice said. "The more people they kill, the easier it will be for them to be free."
The thinking of an Ancient God was really different from that of an ordinary person.
Using the Sword Dao treasure as bait to lure many warriors here, and then using the water monsters to block them, only those who could survive were qualified to enter the Sword Tomb.
"I've always thought that one can't blindly cultivate the Dao.
Isn't it the same in Dark Cave Mountain?
If you don't use your brain and think that you can crush everything with your strength, you'll regret it in the end. "
"Intelligence is the biggest barrier that determines the growth of a human warrior," the illusory voice continued. "If you climb the Dao Seeking Mountain directly, you'll definitely be attacked by the water monsters.
However, very few people have thought of diving into the sea to find other ways. "
Fang Chen was surprised, but he did not say anything.
"Are you willing to inherit my treasure and bring glory to the Way of the Sword?"
Suddenly, the illusory voice said.
Fang Chen was stunned. He was chosen just like that?
Wasn't this too easy?
On the Dao Seeking Mountain, many warriors fought hard to kill the enemy, but he easily obtained the approval of an Ancient God powerhouse.
As if seeing Fang Chen's doubts, the illusory voice continued, "I see a tenacious Sword Dao heart in you."
The Ancient Gods were not ordinary people. They could see through your past at a glance.
Fang Chen started from an insignificant grassroots and relied on his own efforts to reach where he was today. Indeed, he had the same growth trajectory as the Ancient Gods, and his Sword Dao philosophy was similar.
"If you want to go further on the Sword Dao, everything else is fleeting. Only a tenacious Sword Dao heart is the foundation," the illusory voice said.
He had also seen the Sword Dao heart in others.
However, none of them were as firm as Fang Chen's. They were all wavering.
For them, as long as they could improve their strength and dominate the chaotic void, they could even change to other Martial Dao.
Fang Chen, on the other hand, had transmigrated from Earth because of a giant golden sword.
At that time, a label was branded on his body — a Sword Cultivator.
He was a pure Sword Cultivator.
"Treasures are given to those who are fated. If not, everything is just empty talk."
The illusory voice sighed. "The many warriors outside the Dao Seeking Mountain are destined to have no fate with my treasure. No matter how they fight, it will be in vain in the end."
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